The summer time heat
has gotten to me.
It has changed my steady beat
and allowed me to see
beyond the confines of this world
that closes me in.
It's a freeing feeling
that doesn't permit sin
to send me spinning and reeling.
I burn as intensely
as the summer's sun.
I yearn as immensely
to become one
with all of creation
that's vast in space.
The heat slows me down.
But I'm not in a race.
I won't shed tears that make me drown.
The temperature outside
is no higher than mine.
I know it will subside.
I'll leave it behind.
For the raging flame that I own
will simmer down soon.
I will hold dearly all I've known.
And every word and every tune
will temper the summer's heat.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem